> Jordie rants about A Boy in France: I rant therefore I am? > "The letter from the parent is such an obvious emotional tactic > that it turned me off completely, I didn't trust the author. > It's like a politician screaming about the children of the > loggers in hopes of saving the forest industry and showing > pictures of them crying, hijinx, weapons and plastic > flowers. Makes me bitter and cold and inspires me to > write something real." > > Real??? I suppose your idea of real is _Reservoir Dogs_. Well, yes, that's one example. I hope you're not insinuating that swear words and violence is my idea of a story that reads like it's uncontrived, even though it is. > A Boy in France was simply a slice of life of a soldier in France during > WWII. I suspect that such soldiers often did, in fact, get letters from > home, and said letters did have emotional impact on their recipients given > the dangerous, messy circumstances. These were dangerous, messy circumstances, and J.D. avoided them like a tightrope walker wearing two by fours for shoes and ten safety harnesses. I can gauarantee that J.D. wanted to take that story elsewhere, had probably typed forty pages and cut it down to five. War has killed and conceived thousands of literary masterpieces, For Whom the Bell Tolls, War and Peace, Winter Gruel...I could go on and on. For Salinger to take a surface scratch of a 'slice of war', is insulting - he chews emotion like bubble gum. When he got it stuck in his hair, and tried to pull it out, he backed into the corner of ancient didacticism. Cheap - never mind everything else, let's look at a boy in France, we won't look at him closely, we won't let you into his world, but we will attempt to make you sorry for him. For J.D. to describe the pestilence of the trenches and to link that flavor of war to that with a soggy old letter is a cheap tactic. For me, if a story is going to move me, the author has to dig a little deeper. As a war story, it's pitiful. It's difficult to write a short story about war, but it's been done beautifully by Hemingway, Lawrence, Renoir among others. I am not ranting for ranting's sake, J.D. insulted the face of art with an attempted tear-jerking flicker of reality. > While we're on the topic of emotional tactics, I am so bored with this "look > at me I'm real because I'm a bitter and cold cynic and you can't pull the > wool over my eyes" posturing that has become so popular these days. This has > been done ad nauseum. This is the fucking mantra of the 1990's! Nevermind > real, how about writing something original? > Cynics will be around ad infinitum, you'd better get used to them. I'm hardly ranting, by the way, and compared to some of the people you might be talking about, if you're eyes aren't rolled, I'm a fucking lamb. > Never mind REAL, how about ORIGINAL? Is that actually what you mean to say? Jord the frothy mouthed jackal _________________________________________________________ DO YOU YAHOO!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com